I read Keats’ letters every once in a while.
Here he is, writing to his brothers. I was startled because I didn’t think this slang was used before the 20th C.
I am… getting initiated into a little band. They call drinking deep dyin’ scarlet. They call good wine a pretty tipple, and call getting a child knocking out an apple; stopping at a tavern they call hanging out. Where do you sup? Where do you hang out?
That’s cool.
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